I shoved it in and her orgasm got even harder. I was pumping as hard as I could. Her pussy felt like a wet velvet hand gripping my dick. I was in puss... heaven when she told me to take it out and fuck her mouth. Not one to turn that down, I pulled out of her pussy, moved up till I was sitting on her tits, and shoved my seven inches in her mouth. She reached around to put her hands on my ass and started rubbing my ass hole with one hand, and squeezing my balls with the other one. I was fucking. Whenthe day came I'd hardly started getting ready when the doorbell went. Iwas annoyed to think Chris was early, but when I got to the door I foundit was a delivery boy with a big, flat box. When I opened it I found anexquisite, midnight blue, halter neck evening gown with a daringlyplunging neckline. There were also gloves and court shoes in a matchingcolour, a string of pearls, and a card that said, "Wear this tonight, ifyou want to." I certainly did want to. In the full outfit I felt. We should have known better! A thousand offers poured in, before the Wednesday deadline we had given, candidates ranging from hopeful school boys to the ancient mariner and from Staffordshire to Iceland! 90% were soon dismissed, without a second glance, Dom`s, hopefuls and the like, we were left with 93, when we removed the advert, and one or two of those were a bit lucky to have got this far! Together we spent the evening sifting the list, me dropping the obvious ones a pre-copied line of. "What happened?" she asked. "Well," I said, steeling myself, "I had met this amazing girl. I mean, she was fantastic, the complete package - smart, funny, beautiful, you know? We went out, had a great time, but somewhere at the end I'm pretty sure I messed up real bad, and I didn't even know how to get back in touch with her." I finally looked back up at her. She sat quietly for a moment, contemplating what to say, her eyes elsewhere. "If it went so great, you probably didn't mess up at.